AJ - Louisville, KY

I fell in love with the magic of pen and paper. I live through inspiration, hope, and love.

I'm finding what I've always been looking for - finally!

I’ve made the mistake of thinking that sharing my bed was the same as sharing my heart.

This is why I have always had so much love to give, but it never found its way back to me. It drained me, and left me empty. It’s the reason for the pain, the insecurities, and the hopeless feeling that love only existed in my imagination.

I will never make that mistake again.

I would do anything to be with this girl. We’ve had our ups, we’ve definitely had our downs, and quite honestly, we haven’t known each other for that long. I guess a lot of it doesn’t make sense, but until you’ve had everything in your being scream “she’s the one,” you won’t know what I mean. She doesn’t love me, but I swear I will never stop loving her and chasing until she’s with me. Some people may think it’s greedy, but I don’t want her with anyone else. She’s not perfect, but she’s perfect for me. I want to be the guy who gives her everything her heart desires, I want to be the lucky guy who gets to kiss her every morning and every night and whisper in her ear how much I love her, I want to be the reason she is always happy, and I want to be the reason she’ll never get her heart broken again. I’m not perfect either, but I would give my whole life to give her the life she deserves. I’m probably going to have to wait years for her. No amount of time is too much to separate my love for her. I just wish it could be sooner than later so I can wrap her up in my arms and never let go. I miss her so fucking bad.

I don’t know how to describe it. I guess I’m like a puzzle with a few missing pieces. I’m broken and don’t really make sense, but you’re like the missing pieces I need; you complete me and everything makes sense when I’m with you.

You make me so happy. I’ll never take you for granted again.

I wanted to text her tonight, but I couldn’t think of anything to say that would ever make her love me again. I couldn’t think of a good excuse to ruin the silence. I wanted to say “I miss you” but I know she would never believe me. Needless to say, I miss her. A lot.

I’m just so unsure of everything anymore. This isn’t how I want to live - standing on the fence between pure pleasure and devouring deprivation.

The amount of things I would give for you to reveal yourself to me is unmeasurable.